... as we get older. And greyer. And creakier. And slower.
Speaking of which, y'all need to head of to Ishmael's little corner of the blogosphere and wish him a happy b-day! Make sure you crack jokes about his age, as he appreciates things like that.
I'm sure right now he's finding out some "guy" things about aging. Like unsightly, long, grey, nasal hair. And not being able to keep a coherent thought in your mind for more than 2 seconds (one second for Ish). And the tufts of hair growing on and out of your ears. Or is that just me? And why the hell don't my jeans fit no more?
AND GET OFF MY LAWN AND STAY OUTTA MY POOL!
WP and I are heading out to the park for a few hours this arvo. Gonna go hide in the woods, dontcha know.
I haven't taken many birdy pics lately, but here's some recycled ones for all my new readers: